"Language Barrier: 2255"

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He watched her leave nodding his head at her words of thank you

“Oh it was my pleasure” Ken said laughing after she left shaking his head “It isn’t every day that I get to represent not only the human race but the male race and masturbate in front of an alien warrior hottie princess I cant even begin to tell you how much of an honor it was to debase my self in front of you and to you while you watched oh and then for my jizz to shoot every where and some of it to probably get on you”

He felt angry and he wasn’t entirely sure why. He didn’t know if it was the stress of confinement or what but some thing broke in him at that moment leaving him disjointed and sad. He looked around and sat on the bed staring blankly and not saying a word. He stayed like that until they finally came just getting up and going with them. He expected them to lead him to his new life but to his surprise they took him to shower. He got in his expression blank not even saying any thing as he showered off and let the warm water wash away the cum on his body.

When he went back he didn’t say any thing taking a few bite of the food they offered before climbing into the bunk. Thankfully sleep came fast taking him away from the situation. He stayed in bed the entire time even after he finally awoke. He gave no cause or movement to think that he was up the only thing showing he was still alive was the steady rise and fall of his chest.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Commander...?"

Orea head the voice coming from the intercom but ignored it.

"Commander," the familiar voice of her Exec repeated, adding, "We are getting a communication from Command."

Orea growled, rolling to her back to hiss, "Deal with it!"

"We are being diverted," the Exec said, his tone revealing his understanding that Orea would not like this news. It was becoming common knowledge amongst the crew of 11 that their Commander was in no hurry to return to Central Command, particular after she gave an unnecessary order to reduce speed to preserve fuel. "A Command Vessel will be waiting for us at grid points One-point-Eighty two-point-16. We can be there in--"

"I'll be on the bridge in five," Orea interrupted, already on her feet and gathering her clothes. "Make no navigational changes until--"

"Understood, Commander," the Exec cut in, likely not wanting other crew members within ear shot of the intercom to hear their Commander counteracting her superior's orders. "Out."

Why? Orea thought, Why is she doing this? She knew the answer, of course. Orea had claimed her need for unprecedented access to intelligence and translation systems was due to a human threat. But obviously, her superior -- or possibly her superior's superiors -- had not bought that excuse, and now they wanted the human sooner than planned.

Orea realized that she was simply standing in the middle of her quarters staring into the mirror. She did not immediately understand why she had stopped here, at this exact moment. But then it came to her. She was naked. She had slept in the nude. Orea had never done that before. She'd always gone to bed with at least a tank top and shorts on, so that in the case of an emergency she could quickly leap from bed and head to the bridge. The Roonas could not care less that she would be out of uniform, and she would not feel awkward about stark naked.

So, what was different? She was. She was, because of Ken. It had been two days since the human had driven himself to orgasm before her, spewing his seed all over his hands, the deck, and even Orea's thigh. It had been the single most stunning thing she had ever seen in her life, and that was saying a lot for a Warrior who needed both hands to count the number of times she had engaged in either ship-to-ship space battle and hand-to-hand combat.

She had begun sleeping in the buff, enjoying the feel of the skin of her body against the sheets or in her roaming hands. She had begun exploring her body dozens a time a day, running her hands over her smooth skin, gently groping her breasts or buttocks, caressing her flat belly and rib cage. She had begun discovering little secrets about herself that had eluded her since her birth, or rather, creation. And -- of course -- she had continued massaging the little nub of pleasure hidden within the equally sensitive folds of flesh between her thighs with increasing frequency.

Using her Command Communication Channel, Orea had reconnected via a back channel to an old military training friend -- also a pseudo-human, now a Mentor at the Institute -- and gained access to more information about human breeding. She was delighted when she found an animation that seemed to represent a human male performing intercourse with a human female. It was as Ken had gestured that first day she had seen him nude.

She watched the recording again and again and again. Then -- with a great amount of trepidation and guilt -- she stripped nude again and explored the hole just beyond that button of pleasure that she had come to know so well. It felt good, but for reasons she did not understand, it seemed to hurt a bit as well. Was this not supposed to be pleasurable? Ken said it was. Was it pleasurable only for the male of the species? There was so much she wanted to ask him.

And yet, she had not been able to face Ken again. The feelings he had awoken in her were simply overwhelming. And in the opinion of Orea's Exec, those feelings were dangerous. He had tried in vain to get her to entirely ignore the human housed in their detention center. And while Orea had stayed away from Ken for over 50 hours, her second in command was repeatedly finding her either watching him -- studying him, she called it -- on the monitors via the camera mounted all around him; or working the translation program in a desperate attempt to become more fluent in the alien's own language.

Now, of course, Orea had to face Ken. She was running out of time. Command wanted him. If she was going to learn anymore about this human sexuality pleasure thing; if she was going to enjoy that pleasure; if she was going to enjoy that pleasure with Ken -- which, over the past days, she had so undeniably decided was her sole goal in life -- than she was going to have to face him, face him now, and face him in a way a captor did not normally face a captive.

(OOC: Do not post. I am not finished but I have to get off line for a moment.)

 

[AngelEyes1994]

(OOC: This post continues the above one without interruption.)

Or...



"Clear the bridge."

The four Roona crew members, as well as the Operations Officer and the Executive Officer, turned to look to Orea, who was standing just inside the small ship's bridge. She gave each of them a hard look, then repeated her command, "Clear the bridge ... now!"

Across the bridge, Roona tapped icons and moved mechanical devices as necessary to put their respective systems in auto, then -- one by one -- stood and left their duty stations. The XO was the last to stand, looking into his Orea's eyes as he asked, "What are you doing, Commander?"

"I am declaring an intelligence emergency," she said, moving to sit in her Command chair and turn to face him. She continued with a firm, authoritative tone, "A member of this crew is a traitor. From this moment on, no one is to enter the Bridge without my permission." She leaned forward, adding, "This includes you, Lieutenant."

The XO's expression easily displayed his doubt in Orea's claim. But she was a pseudo-human intermediary, part of the Intelligence Community and an elite amongst the Roona hierarchy; and he was just a common, though dedicated,lifer space sailor. He nodded his head slightly toward her, saying, "I will inform the crew."

She turned away from her XO, her indication that she was finished with him. He hesitated but departed, locking the bridge door behind him. Orea waited a moment, then pulled an electronic card from inside the bosom of her uniform. She inserted it into the console before her...



Ken was asleep when Orea entered the detention center. She deactivated the plasma bars, the sound of which startled him awake. She stepped forward, beyond the perimeter of the cage, then tapped a security code into the small tablet in her other hand. The plasma bars energized again, with her on the inside.

It did not take long for Ken to realize that Orea had not reenergized the tether that had previously always activated when she was near him. She stepped closer to him, her eyes set firmly upon his. She glanced up to her left, then right, then repeated the looks behind her. The little power indicator lights on the cameras were dark, which her glances were meant to convey to Ken.

"You kill me," she said, still needing work on her English. She gestured to the potentially dangerous plasma bars, continuing, "You kill me into plasma. I die. I can no stop you from kill me."

(OOC: Disregard the plasma ball in the image below.)

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She stepped even closer to him, reaching a hand to the diamond shape between her breasts and pressed upon it. It clicked, and the tightly fitting portion of her uniform that had always struggled to contain her large, firm breasts unfastened and practically leaped open. A small tug on the waist caused the uniform to fall away to the floor. She reached to the clip of the tight fitting, semi-sheer bra and unfastened it, too. It fell away, revealing her firm, gravity defying breasts and the hardened, dark nipples that had become another favorite thing for Orea to toy with these days.

"Or..." she continued as she reached to her waist and began working the boy short-like panties off her hips and buttocks, "...you teach pleasure."

She shed the panties, leaning forward to work them over the tops of her knee high, short heeled boots. She was perfectly smooth at the junction of her thighs, and the swollen, eager-to-be-fondled nub she had worked so hard recently was just ever so slightly making itself known to the man standing before her.

Still wearing her arm bands, shoulder pads, necklace, and boots, Orea stood otherwise naked before the alien male, desperate to learn more about the comment he had made earlier, the comment she had finally translated: pleasure if better with two.

 

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Ken was dreaming

In his dream he was running, running through the alien ship which had some how became a labyrinth and maze. There was some thing chasing him but he couldn’t see him he just knew he had to keep running lest he be caught. The strange thing was he wasn’t running to get away he was running to find some one. He wasn’t sure what that some on was but he knew that once he found them he would be safe.

He turned a few corners in his dream and stopped suddenly finding him self in a field on Terra Firma his home planet. The harsh glare of the sun caused him to raise his hand up shielding his eyes as he looked around.

Then he saw her

Orea was lounging in the field her hair flowing. Instead of her alien warrior attire she was wearing a bikini that struggled to contain her breast and a pair of short shorts. She was lounging in the grass but she turned sensing him and giving her a smile and a wave. He suddenly knew that’s who he was looking for back in the ship and who was going to keep him safe.

He moved towards her beginning to pull his clothes off to join her. He couldn’t seem to reach her however instead she began to shrink as if he was getting pulled back into the ship.

“No no!” Ken shouted waking up from his dream startled by a loud sound. His eyes were wild an unfocused and it took him a second ot realize where he was.

And who was in with him

“Orea” He said jumping up not caring that he was only in his boxers and his hard on was evident through them. He opened his mouth to speak and then stopped looking down in confusion at his ankle which wasn’t tethered. He opened his mouth to ask her what was going on and then stopped noticing she was making repeated gestures at the camera. He turned his eyes widening as he realized they were off and there was no one else around but the two of them.

“My god she is going to kill me” He thought to himself feeling his heart drop in his chest. He once again opened his mouth to speak but stopped as her broken English came through. Kill her? He would never kill her! It wasn’t like he could pilot this damn vehicle and even though he might be able to take it over he wouldn’t be able to do any thing with it even if he wanted to! She began to step closer ot him and he froze watching as she did an act that would change his life forever.

She stripped in front of him and he struggled his eyes becoming half lidden with lust and desire as he stared a her nude form. His cock swelled bigger than she had ever seen it before reacting to seeing her naked for the first time. It was then that it all clicked for him his ankle un tethered and the powered down cameras. It was to give them privacy, privacy so that the alien woman he was so enthralled with could figure out what he was talking about.

His mind flashed back to his dream wondering if it had been some sort of premonition or ironic slap on the face. He also knew some how in his head that this wouldn’t be happening if there wasn’t some kind of rush or their time was about to be cut short.

Which meant he was nearing his fate

He knew that where he was going he would not have such pleasures he knew that he was going to be tortured and even if he complied he might just be killed in the end. Life was precious and he had very little of it left so why not enjoy his last moments.

Why not have sex one more time

He nodded at her pulling off his boxers revealing his hard cock once more.

“Trust me” He said keeping his hand raised again “trust” he said thumping his chest and then advancing towards her. He felt his hands trembling and clamed himself reaching over and taking her hand and interlacing it with his to show her he meant no harm. He finally bridged the gap pulling her to him and kissing her deeply and passionately. His tongue slid into her mouth his hands moving to her breast and fondling them. His fingers dancing around her nipples and teasing them by gently plucking them. His cock meanwhile pressed against her clit the big mushroom like head rubbing and teasing against it as he got lost in her. He picked her up and threw her onto the bed climbing in after her and attacking her breast with his mouth.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea watched with relief and delight as Ken began stripping his body of his own current piece of clothing. She was taking a great risk to learn about this sexual pleasure thing, a potentially fatal risk. Ken could simply have killed her, then tried to escape. He still could, even after giving her the education she so greatly desired.

“Trust me.”

She did not understand the word, but she understood the message, so when he moved closer to her, Orea simply stood her ground and waited. Her heart was pounding faster than it ever had in battle, and her fair skin was covered in goose bumps. Ken took her trembling hand, interlacing their fingers. He pulled together their bodies -- his nude, hers nearly -- and she could feel his pleasure horn pressing against her belly, her pleasure nub, her swollen lips.

When he leaned in to kiss her, Orea's head flinched back. She had expected much with their bodies and hands, but when he gave her a moment to calm and then pressed his lips to hers, Orea felt a sensation rush through her, up her spine all the way into the base of her skull that was simply unbelievable. She attempted to mimic what Ken was doing with his lips, matching the delicate movements. His mouth was warm, wet, inviting. His lips parted, and she followed the lead. His tongue entered her mouth, just a bit, touching her own tongue.

Down below, Kens hands began to roam about her body. She drew a deep, excited breath as one groped a firm breast, toying with the swollen, sensitive nipple. Orea was amazed at how different -- at how incredibly better -- it felt to have Ken touch her body than it had felt to touch her own body. She was becoming lost in his arms, now willing to do anything the alien male asked of her.

 

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He picked her up hanging her up in the air for a few minutes before dropping her down onto the bed. He clambered into bed with her his mouth going to her breast. He kissed her nipples a few time then flicked his tongue out teasing both before sucking it into his mouth. He chewed on the sensitive bud aggressively before steadily making his way down south. He kissed down her flat tummy biting and nibbling on her hips for a few seconds before bringing his lips to her pussy.

He kissed gently his tongue flicking out slowly running it up and down her lips. He did this a few mor times lapping at her ever so gently and stimulating her clit with the tip of his tongue. He slowly began to push his tongue deeper inside of her wiggling it until his lips were inside of her pussy. Her taste was surprisingly pleasant so much so that he eagerly began to eat her out enjoying her taste. While his mouth worked its magic his hands went to her breast taking a hold of both orbs and beginning to massage and play with them. His hands found her nipples and began to tease them plucking and pulling them forward stimulating them.

He ate her out aggressively coming up for air every so often but otherwise focusing on her pussy.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea was trembling with excitement at Ken's touch, at his kisses, at his aggressiveness. She had, of course, never experienced anything like this. The closest she had ever been to such physical interaction was hand to hand combat with trainers of both pure blood Roona descent and pseudo-Human creation.

She was trembling not only with unknown passion but also deep rooted fear. This human was supposed to be her mortal enemy. She was supposed to loath him or to fear him, not yearn for him and his touch. Eight days earlier when first she had seen him, she had been tempted to boost her weapons power and kill him outright, but at the last minute she had recalled that Command Central wanted prisoners.

Now that prisoner was kissing his way down her breasts, suckling her nipples; licking over her belly's flawless skin; and -- Oh, Spirits be praised! -- pressing his lips to that unbelievably sensitive locale between her legs. Orea moaned out loudly as she felt the tip of his tongue press again her pleasure nub, as she felt it flicking at her in ways her own fingers had only attempted.

It was not long before she was writhing below Ken, crying out in pleasure she could never have imagined. She grasped at the edges of the mattress, holding on for dear life, then reached a hand to grasp Ken's short hair as best she could. She was going to jerk him away from her, ceasing the feelings that were threatening to change her forever. Then, instead, she pushed his face even harder into her, arching her back and screaming out, "Spirits...! Oh my Spirits be praised...!"

She continued to shift all about at Ken's unbelievable treatment of her until she felt that only recently discovered feeling welling up inside her. Again, she arched her back, drew and held a deep breath, then screamed in great pleasure as the orgasm exploded within her.

 

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He felt her beginning to orgasm and moaned shivering a her juices flowed into his mouth. He eagerly lapped them all up making sure to thoroughly eat he out before finally rising. He knew if given the chance she might push him away and acted quickly grabbing the head of his cock and placing it against her opening. He rubbed his bulbous head against her clit then began to push in teasing her with hi head as he locked eyes with her.

“Not done yet” He said slowly making sure he understood “more pleasure” He told her all while pushing in deeper. He felt her barrier and his eyes widened taking note that he was well a virgin. It didn’t surprised him so much in the fact that she never had sex but more in the sense that she was designed with a barrier in place.

“Minor pain” He said softly looking her in the eye “then pleasure” and with that he began to push moving through her barrier and pushing until he was deeply inside of her. Once he was all the way in he sopped biting back a moan as her alien pussy wrapped tightly around his cock.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea's body was overwhelmed by the euphoria of the amazing and unexpected orgasm. Oh, sure, she had made herself climax in the privacy of her own quarters several times over the days since discovering there was more down there between her legs than just bodily waste features. But what Ken had brought out of her with his lips, tongue, fingers, and -- she presumed -- years of experience had been unimaginable.

She was still as lost in the euphoria as a speck of dust in the cosmos when the human male moved up her form and pressed his pleasure horn to the now-swollen hole that was leaking profusely. She had not expected the oral pleasuring, so it had come as an indescribable surprise; but she had expected what was coming next so she was totally ready and willing.

Or, so she thought. As he moved into position, she reached her hands down to his hips to hold him, ready to aid in any way necessary. She presumed from the way he had stroked himself to orgasm days earlier, that he would be thrusting the steel hard appendage in and out of her. She was ready for that, but when he pressed the end of his horn into her, trying to force her pleasure hole open, it hurt.

It hurt a lot!

Orea grimaced, wondering whether there was something wrong with her pseudo-Human form, or whether Ken was doing something wrong, or -- Spirits forbid! -- it was supposed to be this painful. The Roona felt no pleasure during breeding, she knew, but they felt no pain either. This was wrong. So wrong.

Her hole finally opened, allowing him to penetrate her, but Orea simply could not believe that this was supposed to be happening this way. She murmured to him, then spoke louder, and finally called out: "Stop ... please stop! KIN!!"

Before she realized what she was doing, Orea thought to herself Stun! Although she had taken off her uniform, which included the power pack and controls for the weapon still wrapped about her wrist, the plasma launcher carried one charge in it as a back up. With her hands clasping strongly to Ken's hips, the plasma charge shocked his entire body, causing him to jerk violently and, quite literally, bounce right up off her body a foot before falling back down upon him, unconscious.

"No, no, nooo!" Orea pleaded, realizing what she had done. She struggled to push the heavier body from her, rolling him to his back before popping to her feet. "Spirits! What have I done?"

 

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“Mother fucker!” Ken shouted getting up and wincing at his sore body “This is the second time this has happened to me” He growled pushing the pain away and rising on his fee unsteadily. He felt his lungs scream in protest and clenched his chest noting he had been given first aid of some sort.

“You still fucking electrocuted me” He murmured up at the camera before rolling his eyes. He made the decision right then and there that he wasn’t going to get involved with her any more out of safety for his own life.

Even if she was hot

“Well what a fine way to spend your last hours” He said his hands balling into fist and tears starting to spring into his eyes “fucking getting electrocuted and tossed across the room like a rag doll well fuck that!” He said repeating the words to the camera before flopping down on the bed and angrily turning to pissed a the world to care that it looked like he was throwing a hissy fit on the camera.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

14 hours earlier:

"You understand that this could mean a review board, yes?"

Orea stared into the viewer at her superior and answered firmly, "Yes, I do."

The pseudo-human continued, "And you realize that this could mean losing your command ... losing your ship."

Orea hesitated, feeling her heart beating almost as fast as it had during that previously unimaginable orgasm Ken had aroused from her unsuspecting body. She nodded. "Yes. I do."

The female on the viewer, sitting in her office in an orbital station a mere three light years distance studied Orea for a moment. Her gaze diverted downward for a moment. She reached for something out of view, then -- with a softer, more sympathetic voice -- said, "Orea, I have disengaged the recorder. I need you to be frank with me ... candid." She hesitated before continuing in with a shock of disbelief. "What the hell were you thinking?"

Orea felt her eyes begin to glaze over. She tried to fight the tears, cursing her human form for the ability to form tears or even feel the emotions that led to them. Damn Roona have it easy, she thought as she considered the species lack of such easily felt emotions.

"You turned off multiple security measures," the superior began. "You entered the DC without a Roona escort. You approached the human without engaging his plasma restraints." She hesitated, taking a deep breath before shaking her head and chuckling with more disbelief. "You took off your clothes. I'm not saying 'You were out of uniform', mind you. I'm saying you took ... off ... your ... clothes! And you did what?"

The first tear ran down Orea's cheek as she stared at her hands, unable to look at her superior. "I made love to the human."

"Made...?"

"Made love," Orea repeated. "It is the human expression for committing the act of reproduction without the specific purpose of--"

"The HUMAN...!" the superior cut in, "put his mouth ... between your legs ... and ... tell it to me again?"

Orea sobbed, just once before regaining control. She began describing the mechanics of what Ken had done to her, leaving out the description of what he had really done to her, which had been drive her to peaks of pleasure that not only she but no other Roona pseudo-Human had ever imagined possible. When she got to the climax, she stopped talking. She did not wish to explain it. Hell, she did not know if she could explain it.

There was a beep tone on the superior's end, and the woman asked Orea to excuse her. She left the viewer's POV for a moment, then returned. She stared at Orea for a moment, reached to the panel again, then said, "Commander, I must inform you that this conversation is being recorded. You are to return to Central Command immediately at best speed and turn the human over to Intelligence. What is your ETA?"

Orea did not immediately answer, but finally looked to one of the panels and responded, "Approximately 42 hours."

"Then I will see you in 42 hours," the superior said before reaching a panel on her side of the screen. The viewer vent black.



In the Detention Center, Orea stood just inside the door for a moment, fearful of approaching Ken. She had pulsed him to take him prisoner back when he was her enemy; then pulsed him again when he was making love to her. Talk about mixed signals.

After a moment she told the guard to wait outside. When he was gone, Orea de-nergized the plasma bars, leaving Ken's anklet dead, too. She held her hands up in the same no harm gesture he had used before, then -- to assure him that she was no threat -- she removed her bracelet plasma weapons. She set them on one of the stools and pass by the dead bars to Ken's section. She stepped closer and asked in much better English that she had previously used, "I let you free ... you no kill me ... you no kill my officers ... you no kill my--"

She continued on with a list of anyone and every one ken might meet in his adventres to some. She stepped closer. I let you free ... you help me not killed by Roona."

 

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There was a change in the air

His grandmother back on earth would have called it his sixth sense going off or bad “juju”. Before he would have said there was no such thing or laughed it off but it was different now, he could feel it there was some thing there.

He didn’t know what however

He was once again doing push ups and trying to calm his jittery nerves when Orea appeared. He watched wordlessly as she sent the guard away and deactivated the energy bars. He finally rose as he stepped in watching her warily his shoulders tense as he waited for her next move.

Then she dropped the wool out from under him

“You what?” He said looking at her in complete and utter shock “you want to take over the ship?” He whispered looking up at the cameras. It only took him a few seconds to realize that this was going to be his one and really only chance to escape. Whatever was going on with her or them was going to have to wait.

Until he had his freedom back

“Yes” He aid nodding his head rapidly before grabbing the plasma bracelet and handing it back to her “I help protect”

And with that their alliance was made

He walked over to the bar and tuned raising an eyebrow “lead the way” He aid gesturing and balling his fist his only way to show he was ready.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"You want to take over the ship?” Ken whispered.

She was surprised that she understood what the human had said and shook her head. "No. Ship my. Ship mine. My ship. I control. I ... I..." She was missing words for what she wanted to say to him. When she thought she had it she told him, "I need protect ... you protect. I ... I, uh ... I deal Roona. Deal with Roona. You protect me."

“Yes,” he said, nodding his headbefore grabbing the plasma bracelet and handing it back to her. “I help protect.”

Orea looked at the weapons, and a smile crossed her lips. He trusted her enough to give her back the very weapons with which she had disable him twice, once while they were fucking ... almost.

"Lead the way.”

"Thank you ... Kin."

She was not entirely sure whether what she did next was in context, but she moved close to him -- being sure to keep her now-armed hands in the open for him to see -- and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. She had greatly enjoyed kissing him. There had been something so ... she did not know the word erotic, but if she had, that would have been the word she would have used to describe kissing him.

"Crew will ... do my command," she began, using words she had been preparing over the last many hours, since she had made the decision that she was going to keep the human rather than turn him over to Command Central. "They continue ... they do my command if I am captor ... you are ... are ... captee?"

That did not sound right, but the expression on Ken's face seemed to indicate that he knew what she meant. She pointed to her mouth, then reached out to touch Ken's lips. "They not understand this ... Ing-lish. We speak, no worry they know ... understand?"

She opened the door, causing the guard there to turn. He immediately stiffened and drew his side arm, to which Orea barked some quick, harsh orders at him. He holstered his weapon and, as she had ordered, handed her a pair of standard hand cuffs.

"You wear," she said to Ken, adding, "Pretend. I ... remove on Bridge."

 

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“You better not be messing with me” Ken said glancing at the handcuffs for several moments before sighing and placing his hands behind his back. He let her lock them and shot a smile at the guard before they were on the move plunging into the heart of the alien ship.

“Well you sure know how to show a guy a good time” Ken said dryly as they marched through the alien ship “make love and shock him then tie him up and offer him freedom I can tell communication is going to be a big thing in our relationship” He said looking around clenching and unclenching his hands.

“So are we killing Roona?” He asked still confused on that part “I am guessing they wont take to kindly to the change of plan with little old me so I kind of need to know what the plan is”

Before he could ask more hey were through a door and onto what was clearly the command deck. For the firs time since his capture he saw the inky depths of space dominating the two winds right in front of him. It seemed their was a planet there as well a small little blueish purple orb. There was some thing off about it however it seemed to be crackling all over with electricity rainbows of color and energy that pulsated across the planet at random intervals. It was a pretty sight Ken thought to himself as he made his way into the bridge.

Hopefully it wouldn’t be his last

He stopped in the middle and rolled his shoulder blades glancing at her and shooting her a questioning look.

“Its your show babe” He reminded her smirking a little starting to enjoy himself

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Once on the bridge, Orea barked an order to the pair of Roona guards who had escorted Ken to the bridge. They flanked him, each clasping one of the human's arms in their strong hands.

"They not understand what I say," she said, glancing to each of the Roona before looking back to Ken. "I lie them. You truth."

She said something in Roona to the crew members. They both laughed, and one asked her a question. She responded, following with, "Stooo-pid." The Roonas tried on the human word, then one of them looked right at Ken and said, "Stoo-pid human."

The three laughed and exchanged what were obviously criticisms of Ken, the Human race, or both for a minute or so. Then, still wearing a wide smile on her face, she looked right at Ken and said, "I tell you how, uh ... how we--" She wagged an index finger between her body and Ken's. "We take ship. No kill. Promise?"

She gave Ken a moment to respond, hoping she was making sense, then spoke at the guards again. One moved behind Ken and removed the cuffs. The other -- fiercely stronger than the stoo-pid human -- grasped him with powerful hands that drove him forward and forced him down into the Operations Officer's seat.

"They think I..." She searched for the words. "Think I tell you how Roona is better. Roona is ... superior." She leaned over and stared close to Ken's face, as if giving him a dangerous ultimatum. Barely over a whisper but growling with feigned superiority, she told him, "I turn back. Pretend busy. You attack one. I other. No ... kill! You do?"

Orea had not planned on doing this now, so soon. Her plan had been to bring Ken out of the DC three or four times to get the Roona crew used to his presence, then arrange something a bit more elegant than simply trying to overwhelm the guards by force. But as she had entered the bridge, she had glanced to the Ops panel and seen a flashing icon. Tapping it brought up a priority message from her Superior, and opening it revealed that she was out of time.

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[silvertongue217]

“This plan is going to go to shit” He murmured to himself listening to Orea’s rushed explanation. Clearly they were out of time because he very much doubted that the woman would be committing to this plan if not. There was a huge margin for error and he wasn’t sure what they were going to do even if they did manage to knock every one else out and get control of the ship. Was she planning on dropping him off on this strange exotic world? Would he even be able to survive on there?

Then some thing else happened

There was a brief flash of light a warning sound and suddenly there was another ship in the area. It was another Roona ship bigger and clearly more official. Seconds after it appeared the view screens on the bridge all turned on at once a superior looking woman who Ken didn’t know but Orea did filling the screen.

“Orea” She said her voice grave “you are hereby ordered to turn yourself and the human over for questioning prepare to be boarded”

Ken didn’t know what she was saying but he saw the gauds turning a hand on their gun as they advanced upon Orea and he. He reacted quickly jumping up and snatching the gun from the other guards holster. He wasn’t sure how I worked so he jumped on the guy beginning to club him with it aggressively.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

The flash of the warship emerging from hyper space had instantly caused Orea's heart to jump. There had been no mention of her Superior coming to meet her here. In fact, it could not have happened! Her boss could not have known their exact coordinates...

...unless.

“Orea,” the pseudo-human spoke over the intercom. “you are hereby ordered to turn yourself and the human over for questioning prepare to be boarded.”

By the time the woman had finished her demand, Orea had already spun to look back at the two Roona, specifically the one who was her second in command. Even though he was physically a different species than her, Orea could read the expression on his face as well as if he had been her own twin.

"You contacted--"

That was as far as she got before Ken spun, disarmed the second Roona, and wrestled him to the floor where he began beating him with his own weapon.

The XO ignored the wrestling men, his full attention on Orea as he, too, drew his side arm and raised it toward his now-relieved former boss. He spat at her, "You are a traitor to the Roona--"

And just as Orea had been interrupted by Ken's aggressive attack, the XO was interrupted by Orea's. Her anger welling from the moment she had seen the second ship and heard the proximity alarm, she had already begun powering up her arm bands. With her arm still at her side, she simple rolled her hand over until the palm was facing the loyal traitor and thought Fire!

As opposed to when Orea had disabled Ken so many days earlier, the ball of plasma that shot out this time was a bright red. And when it struck the XO in the neck, it shredded the Roona's throat. A cascade of red splashed against the wall as the man half spun, then collapsed to the floor.

"Commander!" the Superior's voice called angrily over the intercom. "Stop! Don't do this! You will lose everything--"

Orea moved to her left and began powering up her weapon again to kill the other Roona, but the two still living men were engaged in a furious fight that made engaging simply too dangerous. Ken had had the advantage, striking first and smashing the guard with his own weapon. But the Roona were a sturdy, powerful species, and the guard had somehow wrestled Ken off him to the floor and landed a powerful punch to his face.

The pseudo-Human on the other ship continued, "--You will be hunted, captured, tried, and executed--"

Orea aimed her outstretched arm toward the wrestling men, still unable to fire. With just a thought, the red ball of plasma shifted to the non-lethal purplish pink. She could fire and hit one or both of them and hope that she did not knock Ken unconscious. But even that would mean Ken would die: without him to help her secure the ship for light speed, they would be boarded and imprisoned, possibly tortured before being executed. No, better to let him win the fight or die trying, after which she could kill the surviving Roona ... and then kill herself, too.

"--and the Human will be in my hands anyway."

Orea could not help Ken, but she could shut up the woman driving her nuts. She spun to the Ops Station and tapped an icon. The monitors went black and her Superior's voice ceased in the middle of continued threats. She checked the fight behind her, which was getting horrifically vicious, then returned to the Ops Station's controls and began tapping frantically at icons, bringing up digital control displays and operating them, too.



In the engine room, an alarm sounded, accompanied by bright flashing lights. The two Roona there looked about themselves, then looked to each other in panic. They each rushed for a stand up locker and quickly jerked pressure suits out. They were not quick enough though. All about the engine room, a white gas rushed from nozzles, quickly filling the room. Within seconds, the trillions of molecules of fire suppression gas had joined with the oxygen in the space, leaving nothing for the crew members to breath. They struggled to get masks to their faces before they passed out, but failed.



In the cargo bay, a different alarm sounded. Again, the three Roona there were instantly filled with panic. Before any of them could make a movement for the forward pressure door, the aft loading bay door began opening. The three were sucked out into the void of space.



On the bridge, the fight was over ... and only two people were left alive on the scout ship as a dozen small fighter craft disengaged from the hull of the huge warship sitting ominously fifteen miles distant in the void.

 

[silvertongue217]

“Thank you for shutting her up” Ken called before snapping the aliens neck underneath him. He got up and groaned shifting his back and letting it pop before glancing at the huge warship.

“I’m guessing you took care of every one else?” He said running over and glancing at the TAC readout “which means all we have to deal with is the hulking mothers ship sending out dozen of birds to board us”

He ignored all the dead bodies on the deck “we need to get out of here” He said before wincing and realizing who he was talking to.

“Away” He repeated “away now can we escape?”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“I’m guessing you took care of every one else?”

Orea heard Ken speaking, and -- to a degree -- she subconsciously understood what he had said. But consciously, she was panicking and just standing there looking at the result of the mayhem she had just been a part of.

Ken continued, “which means all we have to deal with is the hulking mothers ship sending out dozen of birds to board us.”

Still, Orea's gaze was only shifting between the dead bodies. The Roona scout ship commander had been engaged in ship to ship combat before. She had ordered the shots that had cut an Earth warship in half, killing more than 800 enemy warriors. And she had even been engaged in hand to hand combat and killed humans not just with her plasma weapon but with her dagger and bare hands, too.

But this...! This was entirely different. Why? Because it had been so spontaneous, with only a moment's worth of planning. Because Orea had killed her own kind. Because Orea knew that it was still very likely she was going to die. She had been in a dozen situations in which she could very well have been killed. But never before had Orea been in a situation where she was certain that she would not be breathing tomorrow.

“We need to get out of here,” Ken was continuing, surely able to see Orea's panic. “Away ... away now, can we escape?”

The proximity alarm, which Orea had silenced, sounded again, snapping her out of her fog. She turned to look out the bridge windows, finding the fighters nearing quickly. She tapped a control on the Ops Panel, and the lights dimmed for a moment as the scout ship's energy was diverted to the EMP Burst weapon. Directly before them, in a cone with an 18 degree arc, five of the fighters were hit by powerful electromagnetism and instantly lost power. The other fighter pilots had known this to be a possibility, though, and had fanned out to safe locations.

Orea turned and grasped Ken by the arm as she led him out of the bridge calling, "Come! Fight!" She let go of him and rushed down the main passage and then up a spiral staircase. At the top, she tapped an icon and a semi-spherical dome opened to reveal the void. Tapping more icons, the laser cannon weapons system began powering up.

"You learn!" Orea demanded, grasping Ken and pushing him toward the seat. She had gotten past her panic and the warrior inside Orea had burst back to life. She reached out and grasped Ken by the collar, shaking him to emphasize the importance of what they were up against. "You learn! Easy!"

She quickly pointed to controls and jerked handles, showing how the turret turned to aim its quad-cannons. She pushed the trigger button to send a bright shot of plasma out into space. Then she grasped him by the chin and looked hard into his eyes as she said, "You learn! You KILL! You no kill ... we die!"

Suddenly, she practically slammed her lips against Ken's for a short but fiercely passionate kiss, and like that she was gone, hurrying back down the spiral staircase to return to the bridge. With her warrior mentality fully returned, she was calculating what was going to happen next: the fighters would use their own plasma cannons to beat down the scout ship's shield, which Orea had powered up after shooting her crew members out into space; the shield would hold up for two, maybe three minutes, after which the fighters would begin pounding on the main engines to prevent the ship to escape; and once the engines were destroyed, a troop shuttle would be sent across the void to board the ship, kill Orea, and capture the human -- Ken -- for interrogation, torture, and execution.

Arriving at the bridge, Orea grabbed up a headset and donned it, quickly activating the microphone and screaming into it, "LEARN! KILL! LIVE!"

 

[silvertongue217]

“You don’t have to fucking tell me twice” Ken said his lips still tingling from the kiss. He grasped the controls and narrowed his eyes. He had enough learning experience from defending his own ship. There was nothing they could do about the capitol ship with these guns but he could take these bastards down and get enough space to get away.

For both of their sakes

He saw more ships swarming out and cursed firing as fast as he could. Luckily the controls were easy and he was a decent shot enough that he was able to take out the first wave with ease.

“Wish I had some music playing” He murmured to himself forgetting he had a microphone “Or Orea’s pussy around my cock” He said before realizing he was on thee mic and deciding to shut up. He felt a few shots slam into their ship and the shield percentage drop (instinct taking over) and kept going letting out a large scream s he kept firing shot after shot aiming to kill as many of them as he could.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

On the bridge, Orea worked the controls furiously, turning the scout ship away from the attacking Capital Ship while also preparing for escape. She had not been in a hurry to give up her human captive -- her human lover -- so the scout ship had been traveling on its sub-light engines at a mere Standard 3. She had to align the FTLS computers, warm up the light speed engines, process a safe route, and do all of it while under fire from her own people.

As if the Spirits were listening -- and angry -- the first fighter volley to get through the shields struck the port side just aft of the bridge. There was an immediate drop of air pressure inside the bridge, an effect that ended almost as quickly as it stopped when -- all through the ship -- pressure door slid shut. Orea's eyes had gone black and her head exploded in pain from the loss of pleasure, but six or seven seconds later the damage control system had already pumped the bridge full of fresh O2, and Orea's senses returned to her.

The first thing she saw when her vision focused again was a fighter ship -- obviously damaged -- turning to head toward the scout ship ... on a collision course. She hurried to power up the EMP Burst weapon, but there was not time. She froze, simply watching her doom approaching, when suddenly bursts of plasma energy begin streaming past the offending ship from atop the scout ship.

"Kill it," Orea said in almost a whisper. "Please, Kin ... kill it ... kill it now--!"

No sooner did she speak the last word than a ray of plasma struck the little ship, first cutting it in half, then causing it to explode into a million little pieces. The debris rained down upon the scout ship like a winter hail storm. Orea looked to the sensors for indication of more fighters. One icon represented a final craft, but a moment later there was a flash a mile or so out in the void, and the icon disappeared. Orea smiled, thinking Learned, killed ... maybe live yet.

Relieved, Orea returned to getting them out of there. She completed the turn and watched the power indicators climbing. Close ... so close! Suddenly, another ominously sounding alarm erupted. She looked to the panel, then out into the void toward the Capital Ship. Small fiery glows were nearing them, getting larger faster. Missiles! Orea's Superior was no longer interested in capturing her and her lover: she wanted them dead.

A tone sounded, drawing Orea's gaze to the Navigation Station. She reached over and pressed an icon. Again, her head immediately exploded with a familiar sensation, an effect of the time-space displacement of faster-than-light-speed travel. She clutched tightly to the grab bars on the Ops Station, closed her eyes, and simply waited for the pain. It erupted throughout her, like a shot of powerful electricity, causing every muscle in her body to tense.

Although it seemed to last several minutes, the hyper jump actually lasted only ten or eleven seconds. The pain faded, Orea's body began to relax, and eventually she was able to open her eyes to allow them to focus. It took a long moment, but when she was able to clearly see beyond the bridge windows, there was nothing to see but blackness. Which made Orea smile. They were safe.

 

[silvertongue217]

Ken whistled a retro rock song as kept blasting away enemies. It was a lot like playing the sims that were all the rage when he was a child.


Except you know with real stakes and guns

He kept swiveling around shooting not giving the bastards an inch. The scored a few shots but for the most part he cut them off at the knees. He worked his anger out on the ships, anger at his imprisonment and their war. He didn’t stop either not until he finally felt the tightening sensation of sublight travel.

He sucked in a ragged painful breath and paused watching the inky black of space for several moments. Seeing no one he gave a soft little cheer and pushed himself out of the chair. He mounted the stairs and slid down hurrying back to the bridge.

“You did it!” He said rushing in and tackling her in a hug “thank you” He said before titling his had down and giving her a deep passionate kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth and his hands went down to her ass grabbing the orbs and messaging them.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea's mind was reeling with recent events. She had captured an enemy, become his lover -- almost, anyway -- committed treason, killed her own, and stolen a government war ship, albeit just a 100 meter long scout ship.

She was reviewing the control panels and indicators, performing her Damage Control duties, when Ken rushed into the bridge, took her into his arms, and pressed his mouth firmly to hers. The passion shocked her, and while she nearly pushed him away to continue with more serious matters, she allowed the kiss and the unbelievably wonderful feeling groping of her ass to continue.

She reached her arms up over Ken's shoulders, wrapping them tightly around his head and neck as she dove into the kiss with a fierceness that combat always brought forth from her. She wanted him. She wanted this human. Despite the pain he had caused, trying to ram his big pleasure tool into her that first time, she wanted him to attempt it again ... here ... right here ... and immediately. Something burning in her groin told her that if she waited another minute, another second, the reality of her current situation would eat her up.

She released her grip on Ken and pushed him away so fiercely that he back unsteadily until he crashed into the bulkhead. In a flash, Orea pressed loose the clasp between her breasts that loosened her uniform, then pushed it to the deck. She stripped her arm bands away, not wanting to accidentally charge her lover again should he hurt her upon intrusion.

After their last attempt at intercourse, Orea had delved into anything and everything available in the Data Base on Earth reproduction and pleasure sex. There had not been much. The Roona had discovered Earth for over 8,000 years ago. They had visited the planet just 3,000 years after that. They'd sampled the dominant life form, Humans, and begun engineering their own pseudo-Human beings before the real humans had even created their first combustion engine, let alone their first space craft or FTLS ship.

And yet, the Roona had known next to nothing about how that species procreated, let alone that they used those sexual acts more often than not simply for the purpose of euphoric pleasure. So when Orea had exhausted everything she could find on Human breeding and sex during those many hours after she had plasma shocked Ken -- the second time! -- she had turned to learning about how other Earth species bred, hoping to find something those species had in common.

And she had found it. With nothing left on her body except her necklace and her knee high boots, she turned away from Ken, spun her Command Chair to face her, leaned over it, and grasped the handles, presenting her ass and already wetted pleasure hole to him. In the Earth mammal reproduction images, the male had always mounted the female from behind. Orea hoped she was doing this right.

 

[silvertongue217]

They were kissing and Ken knew that even though they were worlds apart in both species and language that he wanted her. Their kiss ignited a passion in him one that melted the situation away and filled him with a ravenous hunger. He moaned into her mouth and groaned as she pushed him away. He slammed into the bulkhead but didn’t care instead pulling at his shirt and his pants and letting his boxers drop to the floor. While he stripped nude he watched groaning in pleasure as he watched her mount the chair.

“Some one has been learning” He murmured walking over to her his cock bouncing with every step. He got behind her and ran his hands up and down her back giving her ass a few smacks as he gripped his cock with his other hand. He ran the head of his cock against her sweet rose bud a few times before angling it down and rubbing it against her clit. He reached over and played with her nipples and pushed angling his cock so it went deep inside of her.

“Damn that alien pussy” He hissed pushing in deeper groaning in pleasure “there we go mmm yes” He said feeling his cock bottoming out inside of her. He continued to play with her breast and stopped letting her get used to it before moving in and out in slow teasing strokes.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

It hurt again, as Orea had expected. But this time, she just clenched her hands around the chair's arm rests, grimaced, and took it. The only thing that saved the moment was that her pleasure hole was literally dripping with what she had learned were lubricating fluids specifically for the purpose of sex.

She felt her hole open, and the fleshy bulb at the end of his horn slipped into her. Her muscles closed around it as she groaned, involuntarily squeezing around him. He paused, though she was not sure whether it was for her comfort or simply how it was done. After a moment, though, Orea took a deep breath and, as she released it, relaxed her muscles. She grimaced again as she felt Ken's horn begin to again intrude upon her.

He withdrew a bit a couple of times, sinking a bit deeper each time. The pain was lessening with each thrust, and -- to her delight -- the pleasure was increasing. Soon, she felt Ken's groin against her buttocks as he fully entered her. And soon after that, he was slowly, then quickly pounding his horn deep inside Orea, causing her to cry out in great pleasure with each thrust.

The feelings in her lower abdomen were simply unbelievable, unimaginable. She had, of course, touched herself early in her sexual education, driving herself to her first orgasms; and Ken had, of course, put his mouth to her and driven her to much longer and much more intense orgasms; but this, with his horn slamming deep inside her, was something...

Oh Spirits! Spirits, praise ... praise! her mind was screaming as, out loud, she let loose a high pitched cry with each of Ken's thrusts. She was getting close to that ecstatic feeling she had felt with him before when suddenly her entire world simply exploded with pleasure. His horn had contacted something within her, a place of untold sensitivity. Orea released her grip on the chair's arms, reached around to where Ken's hips gave way to his ass cheeks, and -- sinking her finger nails into his flesh -- grasped him tightly and held him deep inside her.

"Stop! Stop!" she screamed as she used her full strength to keep him fully inserted into her hole. His horn was pressing that magical spot, causing the pleasure within her to seemingly increase exponentially. He tried to stroke again, but Orea only sunk her nails into him further, breaking skin and drawing blood she would only learn later. She repeated again loudly between cries of ecstasy, "Stop ... Kin! Stop ... hold ... Kin ... hold, stop!

She did not know how long she was in that state of unimaginable euphoria: seconds, tens of seconds, minutes tens of minutes! Orea lost all sense of time as, eyes closed, she simply reveled in that sensation that made her wish she had a hundred Ken's to pleasure her every second, every minute, every hour, and every day to the end of time.

When finally the euphoria exploding within her broke and she began to come down from her ecstatic peak, Orea released one hand's grip, then the other, collapsing onto the chair's back. Still panting from the amazing climax, she half peeked over her shoulders toward the most incredible being in the universe and -- knowing that he deserved his own release, too -- murmured, "Finish, Kin. Finish in me. Spirits be praised, finish..."